Thursday, 16 December 2021

THE MAN IN RED

 

Christmas Eve

It’s time for bed

Listen for the sleigh bells

Of the man in red

 

Cookies and milk

By the fire place
Excitement beams

From each child’s face

 

Up the stairs

And fast asleep

Close those eyes

You mustn’t peep

 

Then when you wake

You will see

Sweets and toys galore

To fill you with glee

THE MAGICAL SEASON

 

Christmas cards come from absentees

Bringing so many Christmas wishes

And those you get to see in person

Are greeted with Christmas kisses

 

It’s the time for friends and family

Exchanging gifts beneath the tree

A time to enjoy every single moment

And make it as magical as it can be

IT WARMS MY REMINISCENT HEART

 

It warms my reminiscent heart

When Christmas preparations start

When the bells of Christmas chime

I am taken back to happy times

With special friends and family

And all the Christmas memories

When Christmas preparations start

It warms my reminiscent heart

CHRISTMAS MEMORIES

 

Of all the Christmas’s I can remember

My best Christmas’s were the ones

Where I would decorate the tree with dad

And make Christmas cookies with mum

Thread popcorn and make paper chains

Each day opening the advent calendar

Wrapping the gifts in excited secrecy

Writing cards and sending them near and far

They are just distant memories now

But they were still the very best ones

And we must make Christmas memories

Now we have our daughters and our sons

DECEMBER, DECEMBER

 

December, December

The snow has come

Falling all night long

Kids its time to have some fun

 

December, December

Children playing in the snow

Skating and sledding

Faces all aglow

 

December, December

More snow will come

Then all through the winter

Kids will have more fun

WITH OPEN ARMS

 

With open arms I welcome Christmas

I embrace its merriment and mirth

With open heart I welcome Christmas

To celebrate the Christ Childs birth

KRIS KRINGLE

 

If there is one thing

To make the senses tingle

It’s the coming of

The good Kris Kringle

 

On Christmas Eve

We wait and pray

For good Kris Kringle

To come our way